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We lay on the floor like that for a long time, just kissing each other gently. I had my hand on his hard cock, just stroking it lightly. "You're not going to still make me sleep on the futon, are you?" Adam whispered, and I shook my head. "Then can I see where I will sleep?" He had only pulled my pants down as far as my knees, so I shucked them the rest of the way off, along with my...Read On

“Come on Jack! Just a few more!” Mr Goodwin shouted encouragingly, as he leaned over me. My muscles burned form the exertion as I gritted my teeth, determined to please him. My upper body ached as I pushed myself on. “That’s it! You’re doing great!” His large firm hands gripped my ankles to steady me. “Five more for me! Come on!” My body was shaking form the effort as I pulled...Read On

The morning after our latest round of exhibitionist fueled male sex I was feeling quite randy.

Waking with a rigid cock on a Saturday morning and no one to share it with was a bit of a bummer, but then I remembered my favorite dildo in the nightstand. After tossing the covers away, I got busy stroking myself while easing the dildo in all the way. It didn’t take very long before I was ejaculating all over my chest and stomach and feeling quite satisfied. I dozed off for about...Read On

The door opened, and he stood there with a towel wrapped around his waist. He gave me a look that wasn’t particularly friendly, and he didn’t immediately invite me in. Maybe I was older than he figured I’d be, maybe not as good-looking. But he wasn’t everything I’d expected, either -- heavier, less muscular. Well, I thought, so neither of us is a dreamboat. That’s the world for you. “Can...Read On

As I mentioned in the previous story, after our extended session of mutual sucking that ended in an almost simultaneous ejaculation, Ken and I drifted off into a deep sleep. When I awoke the next morning, Ken was gone, but all his gear was there, so I figured he had gone down for breakfast, or coffee. I got out of the bed, made my way to the bathroom, turned the water on, took a leak,...Read On

After he is exposed to gay sex, he expands his experience in a bathhouse

I decided that it was time for me to throw myself into the mix of these small alcoves of temptation. I entered one that was empty and noticed that it had a glory hole at face level. I had walked into a sucking booth and I waited patiently to see what was to transpire next. Within a few minutes, a towel covered body approached the glory hole. While it was obvious it was a cock, the soft...Read On

After he is exposed to gay sex, he expands his experience in a bathhouse

With my white towel wrapped around my waist, and now clean, I left the shower room to explore the bath house. The first room that I entered was the video room - a large TV screen was playing scenes of men pleasuring each other. In the dimly lit room was a pair of guys - one laying comfortably on the couch while his partner was between his legs giving a noisy blow job. Flesh on flesh live...Read On

After he is exposed to gay sex, he expands his experience in a bathhouse

I had become addicted to massages since my first mind opening experience. Having my body's tensions removed by another while pleasuring a cock was liberating. My first experience quickly opened up new possibilities of how to enjoy my own and another man's sexual parts. However, I felt that I was still inexperienced and wanted to be exposed to more. While I had limitless access to online...Read On

My name is Shaun Jacobs and this is the story of my first sexual experience and my first time falling in love. I am twenty one years old, 6’ 2", slim build, short dark brown hair and green eyes. I have light skin and bit of a stubbly beard. I have never had a serious relationship before and I am still a virgin, which is embarrassing at this age I know. Throughout my teenage years I guess...Read On

I had a friend who was older than me, by quite a few years. His name was Warren and he was an established photographer. He got me into photography by giving me my first real camera when I was sever teen, taught me how to frame subjects, how to measure light, how to make the best of what light there was, how to use lighting and strobes, and shadows, and the dark room. He was into creative...Read On

Three days in Tokyo Day 1 By The Old Sailor This is as good a place as any to remind you that there is something very erotic about having a cock between your lips, and feeling the shaft glide over then and the head brushing over the roof of your mouth as it slips deeper into your mouth. The heat of the shaft, the taste of the pre-seminal fluids, the knowledge that you are giving pleasure...Read On

This is more a reality check than a story, since it will deal more with attitudes and understandings than “I sucked him until his head caved in!” I will get to all that later. First, I am a published author, retired government type, and retired military type, and have literally gone around the world … I have sucked cocks in thirty seven countries! I am in my late sixties and grew up in a...Read On

I take the next step in my continuation of school fun with Blake. Please read part 1 first.

"Here I go," said Blake, out of breath. While giving me a small tap on the head; he blasted the biggest load yet, right down my throat. This was the seventh day in a row that I had taken Blake's seed in my mouth and I must say, I was getting addicted to it. I had been sucking on his cock for the past hour including , all week (in secret) since last Friday after school. "That was...Read On

Two colleagues took a bath together on the roof of their cafe. Cold water stroked their warm bodies.

"What's the worst that can happen?" asked Pete, poking his head trough the hatch leading onto the roof. It was a wonderful sunny day, not a single cloud in sight, probably one of very few days like that left this year. Pete hoisted himself up onto the roof with no effort whatsoever. His big arms, by now glistering with summer sweat, flexed and reached into the hatch to pull up another boy...Read On

In my two previous stories I described how I neglected my wife’s needs by seeking only her awesome blowjobs and how that neglect drove her into the arms and bed of my co-worker and friend Charlie. Shortly after catching Charlie fucking her, I left on the Car Train to Charlotte, North Carolina to help with the installation of a new computer system that I had help develop. And how, while on...Read On

In my earlier story Frustrated, I described how I caught my good friend Charlie fucking my wife Kelly. Later when I confronted her, she said that all I ever wanted was for her to suck my cock and that I had neglected her needs. She had turned her infidelity on me and made me the culprit, and her the victim. I soon left for North Carolina via the car train to help oversee the installation of...Read On

I brought my towel to my face and dabbed softly at my perspiring forehead. ‘I’ve been skipping the gym for too long’ I thought to myself as I temporarily dried what seemed like a constant stream of sweat from my brow. I certainly wasn’t feeling my most attractive. I placed my towel back on the screen of the cross-trainer. ‘He’s staring again!’ That was the third time my eyes had met...Read On

"You should have brought your green mankini with you," Todd said when we were sitting on the edge of the bed in the nuddie watching my ice bucket video on his phone. "Aw yeah, I should have," I replied, feeling annoyed with myself that I'd been so dim-arsed yet again. "I'll bring it next time for sure. Don't let me forget." "There's gonna be a next time?" he asked with a surprised smile. ...Read On

I have Fridays’ off work and it affords me time to workout. Sometimes, I head to the beach nearby. Today I'd already had a good run, worked out for a bit and showered, so I decide to drive to the beach. It is unusually quiet for a Friday, with only a few people hanging around. I find a nice spot to park myself, stretch out to enjoy the sun. I down a few cold beers and smoke a joint. It's a...Read On

When I arrived at my home, a small town in Southern Maryland, I was coolly greeted by my parents. I’m sure they were hoping I would stay at school and not bother them. While they never have said that they disapprove of my feminine ways and life style, it was painfully obvious to me that they did. Never the less, I was home and back in my old room. While in high school I was always the odd...Read On

Bazza is intrigued by comments made about his ice bucket video which shows his mankini falling down

A couple of months ago a lad called James I know at work pulled me to one side to show me something on his phone. I knew it was going to be a piss-take the way his mates were all snickering and throwing glances at each other and it turned out it was the stupid mankini video which my missus had uploaded onto YouTube. Maybe you've seen it: it was my 'Ice Bucket Challenge' filmed in August in...Read On

Adam and Simon discover a lot more about each other and the reason they are drawn to each other.

A Year to Remember, Chapter Three This story is part of a series, and if you have not read the previous two chapters, it might help your undertsanding of the plot to read them first, before this one. It will make a lot more sense if you do. March I lay awake, worrying! My mum told me last night that we are going to have lunch with Patrick, Emma and Simon tomorrow. You know,...Read On

I need to be honest with you. It was never my intention to scare Kieran away from me as completely as I had. It was actually just the opposite. I had wanted to bring him closer, not alienate him. For weeks following the demonstration, there was nothing but silence coming from Kieran's apartment. He spent most of his time away from home, and I had no idea where he went. There was...Read On

Kieran was true to his word. For two months following our little encounter in the restroom, I heard no mention of the Aneros toy. In fact, I didn't hear much of anything from him. Our contact at the dojo became perfunctory. There was always something in his countenance that seemed... forced. I began to worry that he was avoiding me. Apparently, it was a matter of chance that we missed...Read On

Ever have one of those days where a good long fucking makes everything for the time be just better. I was a short and stocky 20 year old with jet black hair and dark brown eyes. I was an airman (E-3) working as a plane captain in the navy with E-2C Hawkeye. It had been a long week, over 96 hours of running up and down a flight line refueling and turning around aircraft so the marines down...Read On

Here I am sitting alone on the banks of the mighty Mississippi contemplating diving in and ending my miserable life. At the tender age of twenty-two years old, I had fallen from being on top of the world to being at the bottom, with no hope in sight. I was born the son of wealthy parents, with my father being the head of a fortune 500 Company, and my mother being a former beauty queen....Read On

The City Fathers, in all their puritan wisdom, had been trying to get Downtown Book, the adult bookstore located right on Broadway in the heart of downtown Rochester, to close almost since it opened. Finally, it appeared it was going to happen. This had been my go-to place whenever I craved some man sex and I was more than just a little dismayed. After discovering how easy it was to use...Read On

Jamie is waiting for a friend in a gaybar, but his friend has plans that he knows nothing about

Jamie tugged on the short whiteskirt, desperately trying to get it lower. Giving a whimper when he realised that as soon as he stood back up and put his hands on the bar, his skirt gently slid back up and revealed more and more of his smooth long brown legs. The skirt barely stopped before reaching his plump ass sticking back as he leaned up against the bar. With a quick hand movement he...Read On

When it's winter and you're cold and lonely, you find solidarity in yourself.

Pulling off my socks I lay back, the last bit of responsibility for the day was taking off my clothes. Pulling the covers over my body, I could tell it was too cold, goosebumps on my body were almost screaming at me to turn up the temperature. There'd been an empty space on the bed, always had been, so naturally I had to make myself warm or get up and turn on the heating. But I'd forget -...Read On

I remember slipping out of Mr. and Mrs. L’s bed that morning after the Christmas Party, getting dressed and going downstairs. No one was awake yet so I found my panties, jeans and pullover in the room off the kitchen. I got my coat and gloves from the hall closet and quietly left the Dean’s home. As I walked home I was trying to understand just who I was. Am I still the sissy I love being or...Read On